Chapter 48: To Go or Not to Go to School…Let It Be!
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Gu Junzhu corners of his lips tilted, extending a pinkie finger to do a pinkie swear with him.
“Daddy!” The little one wrapped his short arms around Gu Junzhu’s waist affectionately, “Can Daddy take Xiao Shu to the amusent park in the afternoon? And the botanical garden, zoo, picnic, stargazing on the mountaintop, horse riding, fishing, skiing…so many, many, many things! All the other kids’ fathers have taken them, only Xiao Shu’s father hasn’t taken Xiao Shu!”
Listening to this on the side, Ye Xingbei felt a bit heartbroken.
In the past, her Xiao Shu never talked to her about these things.
Only now did she realize how much her Xiao Shu envied those kids who had fathers to take them out to play.
“Sure!” Gu Junzhu indulgently rubbed the little guy’s nape, “So Xiao Shu won’t be going to school this afternoon?”
“Can Daddy ask for a half-day off for Xiao Shu?” The little guy hugged Gu Junzhu’s waist, sounding sweet and adorable, “Xiao Shu already knows everything the teacher teaches. Xiao Shu promises to get first place every ti in the future, okay? If Xiao Shu doesn’t get first place, Daddy can spank Xiao Shu, Xiao Shu promises he won’t cry!”
As the squishy little guy nestled in his arms, whimpering at him in a sweet, milky voice, the usually impulsive and principle-less Gu Junzhu agreed right away, “Alright, we’ll do as Xiao Shu says. Daddy will ask for the ti off. So will we go to the amusent park, zoo, or botanical garden this afternoon?”
Ye Xingbei,
People always say that a doting mother is the ruin of sons.
But she had a feeling that their family would soon beco a case of a doting father ruining the son.
Why did she suddenly feel that having a father for her child was more troubleso than not having one?
If the child asks for a day off, he gets a day off. If he says he won’t go to school, he doesn’t. What kind of unreliable father has she found for her child!
Before she could say anything, Gu Chi, their considerate assistant and bodyguard, had already taken out his phone and dialed her son’s horoom teacher’s number, “Hello, is this teacher Fang? I would like to request a half-day leave for Ye Yiyang in your class…”
Ye Xingbei:”…”
Did they ask for her opinion?
Did she agree to this??
And above all… How did that Gu guy even know her son’s horoom teacher’s phone number???
So could soone tell her, was she right or wrong for letting Gu Junzhu impersonate her son’s biological father?
In just half a day, one mont she thought it was the right decision, the next she thought it was the wrong one. She felt like she was on the verge of a ntal breakdown!
She was so tired in her heart, too lazy to argue with Gu Junzhu.
Regardless, her son was right, he knew everything they taught in school.
Starting third grade at five years old was already against nature itself, even if there were things he didn’t know yet, it wouldn’t hurt to review the lessons another year.
Whether or not to go to schooL.just let it be!
After everyone had finished their als, they left the restaurant.
Ye Xingbei stared intently at the little one, her heart pounding with fear that the child might have an allergic reaction or an asthma attack.
Allergies were relatively better, a dose of allergy dication would do the trick.
The most feared thing was an asthma attack.
When the little one had an asthma attack, his face would turn beet red, giving the impression that he could stop breathing at any mont which would scare her so much her heart seed stopped.
That’s how Ye Xingbei spent the afternoon – with her heart in her mouth watching over the little guy playing with Gu Junzhu, and later satisfying the child’s wish to have KFC dinner, until she and Gu Junzhu brought the little guy back to the Gu Family villa, with no problems happening to the child at all.
Ye Xingbei:”…”
So, what was the point of all those years she spent not daring to let her precious son eat anything, only allowing him to eat a few vegetables, fruits, and ats that were known not to cause allergies?
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